As the cart slowly walked towards the village entrance, Song Shen finally finished counting the last coin and his mouth was grinning to the back of his head as he looked excitedly at Song Wan Yue, “Little sister, guess how many coins there are?”
In order to make the most of it, he deliberately made a mistake whenever he was about to finish counting, and then counted again.
Hearing him ask, she cooperated and said, “How many?”
“A whole seventeen hundred.”
Song Shen’s eyes were all lit up.
One day would earn more than one tael of silver, a month would earn almost fifty taels, three months would be one hundred and fifty taels, and when he had enough for three hundred taels, he would be able to redeem the bracelet, and his little sister would not have to be betrothed to that fool.
“That much?”
Song Wan Yue pretended to be surprised, causing Song Shen to laugh even more, “Little sister, don’t worry, when you earn enough silver, second brother will accompany you to redeem the bracelet, and if that fool dares to come up to you again in the future, second brother will not spare him.”
Pah!
Before she could say anything, Liu Cui Lan slapped him on the back of the head, “Can you speak? Who is a fool?”
Young Master Gu was known to be a fool, but that didn’t mean Song Shen could call him that, in case he shouted it out in front of people one day, wouldn’t he offend them.
“Mother ……”
Song Shen shouted dissatisfied, he also in front of his own family to say so only, will not say in front of others.
“You remember, from now on, no matter where you are, before or after people, you are only allowed to call out Young Master Gu, if I hear you dare to call out anything else, see if I don’t beat you up.”
Song Wan Yue’s eyes were sharp and she saw Grandma Song and Old Master Song standing at the entrance of the village, “Second Uncle, hurry up some, Grandpa and Grandma are waiting at the entrance of the village.”
Song Shu also saw it and raised his whip and smacked it on the cow, which ran and soon reached the village entrance.
“Father, mother.”
Song Shu jumped off the wagon.
“Well?”
Grandma Song asked impatiently.
“It’s all sold out, so we’ll have to make more tomorrow.”
Grandma Song breathed a long sigh of relief, “That’s good, come on, go home, there’s still rice hot in the pot for you, specially steamed buns for you to eat.”
Grandma Song and Elder Song also got into the ox cart and went back home.
Song Lin and Xu were also overjoyed when they heard that they had all sold out.
After they had washed their faces, they served them buns and asked about what had happened at the market today.
Song Shu didn’t hide anything and told them everything.
When he heard that Yakult wanted another fifty sheets a day, Song Lin immediately got up, “Father, let’s go and build two more cookers.”
There was only one cooker at home, so it would be too much for us to make so many cold skins.
Master Song also had the same intention, “You’d better not move, I’ll go and carry the earth first, and when Lao Er has had enough, we’ll both build it.”
“It’s not a problem.”
He found a shady place, measured it out, and started to move the bricks left over from the house’s construction.
Song Shu ate three large buns and drank two bowls of plain water, and rushed over to help.
Xu and Liu Cui Lan followed Song Wan Yue’s instructions and poured the chillies, while Grandma Song and Song Shen didn’t stay idle, and the family got busy.
When the stove was ready, Song Shu drove the ox cart to buy two pots and pans and put them on the stove top, Song Lin took firewood, added water and started to boil them.
Before it was dark, smoke was coming out of the Song family’s house, and people in the village were surprised.
Song Gua, in particular, stood on tiptoe and looked into the courtyard, seeing that two more stoves had been built, one for Song Lin and one for Song Shu, and that they were adding fire to the stoves.
“Ming’er, there are two more stoves built over there, go and see if they have come up with any ideas to make money?”
The young master had promised to pay a hundred taels of silver as long as they convinced the girl to settle down with him, if they had thought of a way to make money, they would not have agreed to the Gu family’s marriage.
Song Ming was lying on his bed, thinking about the one hundred taels of silver, when he sat up, slipped on his shoes and went outside.
He walked far away and came back, went to the family’s vegetable patch, plucked some fresh vegetables, and didn’t even have time to get the soil off the roots, and came quickly to Grandma Song’s house.
He pushed the door in and saw the two newly built stoves in the shade. His eyes flashed and he held up the vegetables in his hand, “We can’t finish the vegetables we grow at home, so I’ll send some over to you. ……?”
The family will sooner or later spread the word about the sale of cold skin, Song Lin did not hide it from him, “We have worked out a food, and today went to the county to try to sell it. I’ll build an extra stove today and make some more.”
New food? Song Ming looked around and didn’t see where the food was, so he went and knelt down next to Song Lin, grabbed some firewood and added it to the stove, “What food? How is it selling?”
“Cold skin, refreshing and delicious, it’s the best thing to eat in this summer, it sells well.”
Not bad?
Song Ming put his heart down a little, but then he realised that if it wasn’t selling well, how could he have built more stoves?
Stretching his neck to look into the pot, there was nothing but boiling water, so he licked his face and said, “What kind of cold skin? Let me see.”
“Today’s are sold out, tomorrow’s are not yet made, if you have nothing to do, go back first, we are very busy.”
“I, I can help ……”
“We can’t afford to ask you to help, you’d better go back and don’t come over if you have nothing to do in future.” Grandma Song unceremoniously shooed him away.
Although Song Ming didn’t exactly follow Song Gua’s example, he was also a lazy master of food and work, relying on his daughter-in-law to do everything in the house and on the land, and when Grandma Song saw such a person, she became angry.
Song Ming had always been afraid of her, so he laughed sarcastically and got up and went home nimbly.
Song Gua immediately came up and asked, “Did you find a way to earn money?”
Song Ming muffled a response and went to lie on the bed, “It says it’s cold skin, a kind of food, and it sold very well in the county today.”
“What?”
Song Gua’s voice raised and her triangular eyes glared up, “That’s no good, we can’t let them sell it!”
“I know.”
Song Ming sat down on the bed, leaning his head on the worn cupboard at the top of the bed, “I’ll sneak along to the county tomorrow and see what I can do.”
……
Song Wan Yue took the herbs she bought back to the house and pounded them up in proportion and wrapped them up in small paper bags.
In the evening, after everyone had eaten, she gave the method of making chilli oil to Liu Cui Lan and Grandma Song. After they had mastered the trick, she called Xu and Song Lin back to the house and told them that she was going to make medicine to sell.
“I don’t know if it will work, so I’ll try it first, it’s just a few taels of silver, I’m making pills, it’s light and saves time, people who are sick can just eat the pills, they don’t have to drink the bitter medicine soup.”
